By the time Lynn realized what he was doing, it was already too late.
His expression changed violently. He was about to cross the void to intercept it in an instant, but it felt like a hazy dream, as though everything before him had dissolved into static.
And at that moment.
Lynn also understood the real reason they had chosen this place as their battlefield.
Because in those distant memories.
His past self was about to Warp into the Star Domain closest to this region at a certain point in time. Yes, they had been holding him here-or rather, this was the moment that man had been waiting for. He had given Lynn no chance to react, keeping all his attention fixed on the war against them.
Lynn's pupils dilated. Everything seemed to slow.
And just as that man had said.
It really did take only a single bullet to kill someone.
And it all depended on.
When, and where, you fired that lethal projectile... with precision.
Bzz-
As though in that moment of disorientation, the "bullet" veered off course. An azure figure who had rushed forward at some unknown point stood in the path of that pitch-black trajectory. The black aura of finality was like an arrow that could pierce anything, effortlessly penetrating and annihilating her surging chaotic colors, piercing the hands she had raised to block it, and passing through her body at the same time.
But it was precisely that instant of resistance that altered the trajectory of the "bullet" fired at his past.
Across that immense distance.
Across the vast, endless void.
Even that minuscule change in angle would be magnified over and over through the boundless space, sending the deflected shot vanishing into the distant void.
"Painter!!"
Almost simultaneously, that figure from the